Ivor wanted him, too. Of that, he had no doubt.
And he got the strongest feeling that Ivor’s interest was more than just sex, too.
He packed up his things and left the bathroom feeling better.
It was still too early to meet Daniel, but he found he was looking forward to it because he really liked the banshee. He’d heard all about Daniel’s boyfriend, who the banshee was madly in love with. They’d also discovered a love of older games that they’d both played. When Daniel heard how much Rowan lovedSubnautica, he’d put it on the laptop for him. Apparently, Daniel was a huge survival game fan. He planned to get Rowan in on a game ofRafthe was playing with another of the bodyguards here—one Rowan hadn’t met because he was apparently traveling with a huge rock star.
Rowan stashed his bag back in the office he was using and walked to the rail overlooking the huge room of cubicles below. There were only a few bodyguards hanging around, so he supposed most were out on jobs. But he did spot Ivor talking with Emory at one of the cubicles, and he stared because Ivor’s hair was loose for the first time andholy shit, was it beautiful. Down to his mid-back, thick, and black as midnight. As hetalked, Ivor reached back and deftly braided it before tying off the bottom. He glanced up and caught Rowan’s gaze.
Heat sparked in those dark brown eyes as they stared at each other. Conversation lulled from below, and heads started turning Ivor’s way. Rowan had to work hard to break their gaze only for his own to land on Emory, who suddenly punched Ivor in the arm. The angel leaned over and said something Rowan couldn’t hear. Ivor glanced around at everyone staring at him, then shrugged and returned his gaze to Rowan.
Rowan got the distinct feeling that Ivor must have released some of his magic. Enough to affect those around him. He didn’t seem to care, though. Rowan grinned, shivering when Ivor flashed him a shiny, white grin in return.
“Wow.”
The low exhalation made him whip his head to the right to find Daniel standing next to him and laughing.
“Looks like you’ve caught Protective Solutions’ most wanted preternatural’s undivided attention. Lucky you.”
“What?” Rowan resisted the urge to squirm as he looked down at the banshee, who stood several inches shorter than him.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about. And whatever he’s putting out, you’re returning full force. I think I just got burned.” Daniel laughed again. “Maybe I shouldn’t have you reading through boring chatrooms today. Maybe you should spend the day with Ivor.”
“I’m sure he’s too busy.”
“The way he just looked at you? Pretty sure he was thinking of dragging you off somewhere private.”
“I wish,” Rowan muttered, cracking a grin at Daniel. “He’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.”
“He’s pretty alright. I’ve never felt anything towards him, but there are some here who would very much like to have Ivor’s undivided attention. Which I just saw you have. And you can seethrough glamour magic, too. So…interesting.” Daniel turned and propped his arms on the rail.
Rowan looked back down to find Ivor still watching him, only his expression was more thoughtful and not so…smoldering. “Why is that interesting?”
“No reason,” he said, but Rowan could tell he was lying. “It’s just fun to see the incubus fixated on one person. It’s not his norm.” Daniel straightened up. “So, do you still want to help me today?”
“Sure. It’s either that or playSubnautica.”
Daniel blinked at him. “And you pick highlighting text?”
“What I’d really like to have is a kitchen.”
“I’ve heard about how wonderful your desserts are. You should stick around Seattle after this is all over. Bake a little something for us.”
“With everything everyone is doing for me here, I’ll bake a lot of somethings.”
“It’s not your fault that draugr got out. That lies with this company.”
“I’m sure it was an accident.”
“Nevertheless, everyone here wants to make it right—especially Xavier. And from what I just saw, Ivor is glad to have you here for other reasons.”
Since Rowan couldn’t deny that, he said nothing. “Come on. Let’s see if I can actually find what you’re looking for in all those chatrooms today.” He started walking toward Daniel’s office but couldn’t resist one last glimpse of Ivor, because that heated gaze was back, and he could feel it burning under his skin.
Chapter Thirteen
Rowan
That evening, Rowan was settled in a rather comfortable office chair near a wall with the laptop on his lap. He’d been playing the game, but his attention kept wandering to all the preternaturals gathered. It was still wild being in this office with so many of them, and Rowan had noticed that a lot of them watched Ivor like they couldn’t help themselves. He certainly understood because it was hard to look away. Especially when he moved. Ivor had this sort of sultry prowl as he walked that made Rowan’s mouth go dry.
